"Can you spare some time to head to Nanyang?"
"Me? You want me to go? Is there no one else?"
"No, originally, there was supposed to be an academic-like conference.
Every year, they send out invitations to the Three Mountains and Five Ridges.
Each year, one of the Three Mountains and Five Ridges sends a couple of juniors to keep up appearances, that's all.
This time, the most fitting reason is the invitation sent a couple of months ago.
After all, do they really think Divine Land is full of dead people just because some evil path dares to reach out?"
"If two dead people went there, it'd actually be easier." Wen Yan sneered and added.
"I mean, there has to be some reaction from our side.
The General Director has already talked to the people from the Three Mountains and Five Ridges.
Qingcheng, Mount Mao, Wudang will each send two elders."
"And then? What's the new issue?"
"The idiots over there rejected it." Feng Yao's tone carried a hint of bewildered absurdity.
